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Section 1188
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1Rich.
2Giue me another Horse, bind vp my Wounds:
3Haue mercy Iesu. Soft, I did but dreame.
4O coward Conscience! how dost thou afflict me?
5The Lights burne blew. It is not dead midnight.
6Cold fearefull drops stand on my trembling flesh.
7What? do I feare my Selfe? There's none else by,
8Richard loues Richard, that is, I am I.